I am an introvert. That must be why I enjoy blogging, I can do it in my own space and not be bothered by others. I am also the daughter of a retired Police Chief. That means that I am extremely cautious of everyone, and suspect that everyone is “up to something”.
Both of these things make it difficult for me to accept new people and to easily make friends. When we moved from Orlando, I left behind all of the friends that I made as an adult. That was tough to do. Although I chat with them on the phone occasionally and keep up with what’s happening with their kiddos via Facebook, I miss them dearly. I was so connected with them. To them.
Shortly after The Boy was born, I joined a mother’s group here on Cape Cod. My experience with the group wasn’t like something you would see on television. I have found that the woman are very competitive – who has the best stroller, the nicest car, which kid is dressed in such-and-such brand clothing. I don’t have time for that. I’ve already been to high school. Maybe I joined at the wrong time, it appeared that everyone was already tight with their circle and didn’t have room for anyone else in it.
To say that they were all bad, evil women, wouldn’t be fair. I am sure the lack of connection that I felt was due, in part, to my own issues. I would love to grow my circle of friends here, but have had a tough time doing it. Perhaps I didn’t put in enough effort? Maybe I’ll give it another whirl this summer.
What have you done to make new friends as an adult?